The Five Demigods

Chapter 61

The group followed Leigh for a while. They didnt talk except for a snide comment from Mitch every once in a while.

Scott and Kirstie stayed back, at request of Avi, just incase something happened.

Leigh got everyone's attention as the continued to walk.

"Okay, so first order of business, I need to know all known powers." She said as she broke through a Bush. "I am gonna teach you guys how to control your abilities the best I can."

She turned around and looked at each demigod. Mitch had some sort of scowl on his face, Scott looked like he was gonna throw up, Kirstie looked tired, kevin looked annoyed and Avi looked fed up.

"I will talk to you each individually. Keeps the privacy there for anyone that needs it." She explained. "I want to work with you each on you own for a bit, then well work on some group exercises. Alright?" She got nods from everyone.

"Okay, Scott, since you look like your gonna fall over, you come up first and then you'll be done for a bit."

Scott nodded and went up to her.

"The rest of you, go do something, and stay together. Don't lose anyone."

The group nodded and walked away.

"Okay, scott. What abilities do you have for certain?" She asked him.

He  gave a small chuckle. "Do you want just my abilities, or the ones my daughter gives me as well?"

"Let's start with your own first."

"Okay. I have charmspeak."

"...and that is...?"

Scott gave a defeated sigh. "Basically, I'm supposed to be able to make a person do whatever I want them to."

"Oh."

"Yeah, Mitch was actually the one to help me activate it." He chuckled nervously.

"The two of you have a connection." Leigh pointed out.

Scott shrugged. "I mean, I guess so."

"Well, he did get you pregnant."

"Yeah, that's still weird. Don't just...say it like that."

"You're 4 months pregnant, and you're still weirded out?"

"Its been a long four months, and a lot has happened."

"Fair point." She nodded, then clapped her hands. "Okay. Charm me."

"I can't just do it."

"And that's why we're doing this. It's the whole point of training, to be able to just "do it." So, make me do something."

Scott clenched his jaw and looked at her, then sighed. "I'll try, and if you laugh, I might cry."

"I'll do my best."

Scott nodded and took a breath. "Sit on the ground."

"What?" She asked, completely thrown off. "Of all the things you could make me do, you want me to sit on the ground?"

Scott shrugged. "Your jeans are light blue. Mud and dirt stains are a bitch."

"Oh." She nodded, looking down at her outfit, consisting of a flowy white tank top, light blue skinny jeans, and tan sandals that went with her tan, thin feet. "Making me get my nice outfit dirty. Great. Okay, hit me."

Scott took another breath and focused. "You're going to sit on the ground."

She looked at him intently for a minute. Then shook her head. "Yeah, it's not working."